Serendipitous Musings

Month: February 2016

I see it breaking.
Not even breaking, just vanishing simply slowly.
With misty future, threads of ties fading.
Dryness overpowers the warmth. It’s like I am always thirsty and my mouth parched unable to figure out you. Or me. Or anything.

The first puff couldn’t calm me because though I held that bewitched cigarette in between my fingers, my lungs couldn’t inhale appropriately n my mouth fagged n it was a disappointment n a feeling of incompleteness at that time
Just like love, my smoke was incomplete as well.
My first smoke was very much like my first love. It didn’t happen. It left me yearning for it
But then, I am capable of hiding the pain of unfulfilled desires.

Finding self? We spend our lives finding selves just as the river flows without much thought breaking through the mountains diving into plains causing waterfalls in between, we unconsciously try to introspect. You think you’ve brains. But may I tell you that you have none. Your brain contains thoughts like that of an ocean in which water precipitates after processes of evaporation and condensation of waters of around the world. Your brain has little originality. Bloody plagiarised influenced thoughts.
You think you’re really finding self. Bullshit it is. Oh no, bullshit can still be dealt with. Your thoughts are more like toxic air after acidic rains. You better find spring rather than self.
Spring flowers bloom, beauty hues clear the air and show blank.
Go sit on a plank and forget yourself.
That’s how you find it.